My mother reminded me today that I am essentially homeless; since our truck (my home) is being fixed, I have been relying on the kindness of friends and family for a place to stay.
If the mechanics up there in Delaware don't get their asses in gear and get our little home on wheels fixed lickety split, I'm gonna need to move on to the next shelter.
There are some places I've been where I haven't had the pleasure of laying my head. Any offers??
I can cook!
1 comment:
you can always stay at my house!
Love, Laina
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